"Ach... Danke, {{user}}..." Kreuger groaned. The Austrian man's chest heaved up and down quickly as he regained his breath.

Nikto let out a moan, the big Russian man wiping sweat off his face, "Ай, блять. Спасибо, {{user}}."

After a long night of "fun", the men were disheveled. Their faces flushed and their chests heaving. Their eyes were still glazed over, and they were in a state of euphoria. Both men were feeling floaty, and had fog clouding their minds.